After seeing the movie Capote, I had great fun repeating to Boyfriend Philip Seymour Hoffman’s delivery of the line, ‘I have a ninety-four percent memory recall.’* Since that time, we have conjured the phrase whenever the occasion has called for it. And even in the absence of a relevant situation, we sometimes say it because Hoffman as Capote is so darn fun to mimick.
Truman Capote came to mind today when I served a customer who shared a peculiar likeness to him. Or Hoffman as Capote, anyway. The customer was dumpy, thinning on top, and had the complexion of a boiled lobster. After the usual greetings, and the beginnings of some small talk, the customer’s inclination towards the pedantic began to reveal itself.
‘I’m going to see Happy Feet this afternoon,’ he announced.
‘Ah. I’ve heard great things about the film,’ I replied, scanning his purchase of four Savlon creams.
He stood, watching me conduct the transaction. ‘Yes, it is said to be rather good.’
‘It’s received many positive reviews from critics.’
‘Yep.’
I took in his aging looks. ‘Are you seeing the movie with anyone?’ I asked.
He baulked. ‘No, I said that I was seeing the film, suggesting that I would not have company.’
For a moment I was rendered dumb.
He continued, ‘I is a singular term, therefore my statement proclaimed me to be attending the screening alone.’
Dazedly, I thought of a response to his assertion. I had assumed that the man might be seeing the film with others, for instance his grandchildren. I thought it a little odd that this elderly gentleman would be seeing a children’s animated film by himself. When I told Boyfriend about the Capote customer later in the afternoon, he suggested that maybe he liked being surrounded by children, a la Michael Jackson. I dismissed the suggestion.
Somehow, I managed to reply, ‘Yes, but can’t the word “I” be used for example, as, “I am going to the movies with such and such?”‘
He pondered this for a moment. ‘Yes, I guess you’re right. But in this instance and generally, I refers to the singular self. And I am going to the movie by myself.’
The conversation soon shifted to other matters. I rang up his purchases and told him that the total came to $21.60. As he collected coins and notes from his wallet, he spoke of how his car was parked in the carpark over “there” – he pointed in a north-easterly direction – and how he still needed to go to Kmart which was in the opposite direction. He had gone to Kmart earlier, but they had sold out of all their Savlon creams and only had similar products in a liquid form (‘Such as dettol, etc.’) which is why he came to my supermarket.
I had no idea why he was telling me these things but I nodded in comprehension nevertheless and inserted appropriate comments at appropriate places.
The last words I spoke to him were, ‘Well, the Savlon creams were probably cheaper here [over Kmart] anyway!’
Already a metre from my checkout, he waved a pink hand in farewell and continued to shuffle away.
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*Well, the actual line is ‘ninety-four percent recall of all conversation’, but we bastardized it a bit for brevity.